Off in the distance,
but still within sight,
there is a forest,
another territory.

A seprate land,
a seprate world.

There in the other world,
there's a single forest,
two in one,
one as two,
two sisters of the same kind.

The one has leaves of red and brown,
very beutifull that is,
directly above is an overcast sky,
the other has leaves of blue and gold,
stunning to the eyes,
with skys of clear deep blue.

The residents are also as one,
Elves and Wurms and other countless powers,
tied in together by the land.

Within the one forest,
the forest of red and brown,
is also inhabitted by another.
Human kinds,
army folk.
Hauling about gernades and M-16s,
Macheties and flame throwers,
pistols and ammo.

Within the forest of red and brown they reside,
simply occupying,
not conquering,
coexisting in peace and lovewith the Elves.

These Army folk though,
dont have a place of there own,
drifting from land to land to occupy for a time,
untill it's time to leave,
for better or worse.

And further out,
almost impossible to see,
you find a darker land,
filled with machienes and towers,
twisted men and metal,
smoke billowing up high.

Sounds like a land of demons and evil,
but instead it holds peace and harmony,
helping his allies rather than fighting it's wars with others.
Off in the distance,
but still within sight,
there is a forest,
another territory.

A seperate land,
a seperate world.

There in the other world,
there's a single forest,
two in one,
one as two,
two sisters of the same kind.

The one has leaves of red and brown,
very beutifull that is,
directly above is an overcast sky,
the other has leaves of blue and gold,
stunning to the eyes,
with skys of clear deep blue.

The residents are also as one,
Elves and Wurms and other countless powers,
tied in together by the land.

Within the one forest,
the forest of red and brown,
is also inhabitted by another.
Human kinds,
army folk.
Hauling about gernades and M-16s,
Macheties and flame throwers,
pistols and ammo.

Within the forest of red and brown they reside,
simply occupying,
not conquering,
coexisting in peace and lovewith the Elves.

These Army folk though,
dont have a place of there own,
drifting from land to land to occupy for a time,
untill it's time to leave,
for better or worse.

And further out,
almost impossible to see,
you find a darker land,
filled with machienes and towers,
twisted men and metal,
smoke billowing up high.

Sounds like a land of demons and evil,
but instead it holds peace and harmony,
helping his allies rather than fighting it's wars with others.

But all can see,
off into the distance,
the shrouded towers of a castle,
they can see the dark grey clouds,
the storm,
the torn off roof,
and the demons flowing in.

And so they prepare,
prepare to aid in the war for there ally,
there friend.

Otherwise...
That world might vanish.

But all can see,
off into the distance,
the shrouded towers of a castle,
they can see the dark grey clouds,
the storm,
the torn off roof,
and the demons flowing in.

And so they prepare,
prepare to aid in the war for there ally,
there friend.

Otherwise...
That world might vanish.

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